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Dravien rubbed the cut on his cheek as he took a reprieve from his solo training. Being beaten around by Sith wasn't fun, but he had experienced far worse than these wounds. At least they had taught him well during his training. Despite his stoic lotus pose, rage boiled deep inside the Acolyte. He had seen many people die. Now he had power over life and death like never before. Although possessing these newfound gifts. He did not know what his path was yet.
Taking a deep breath the new Sith rose to his feet. He activated the lightsaber. He ran through the basic moves of the Ataru form again, the form which so suited his battlefield demeanor. He waited impatiently for the other Acolyte so he could continue sparring and perfecting his technique.
@Maria
Taking a deep breath the new Sith rose to his feet. He activated the lightsaber. He ran through the basic moves of the Ataru form again, the form which so suited his battlefield demeanor. He waited impatiently for the other Acolyte so he could continue sparring and perfecting his technique.
@Maria